(IMPORTANT: The writing in this chapter does not reflect on the rest of the chapters; it's actually kinda badly written since I wrote this before actually putting effort into the story. It's now here simply to set up the plot.)
[Trigger Warning]
I wipe my eyes, knocking back another mouthful of the burning clear liquid. I couldn't keep doing this, my life was a mess. I was hurting everyone around me. I didn't want them to hurt any longer, I don't want to hurt anymore either.
I pulled myself up off the bathroom floor and scramble around the drawers looking for that one tiny object that could end it all.
Finally. there they were. The replacement box of razor blades. I plucked a single sheet of the deathly cold steel. I placed it to my wrist hesitantly. I froze... I couldn't do it.
I threw the blade across the room, bursting into a fit of tears, why couldn't I just do it? It's not that hard. I cried harder that I'd ever cried before, like I was expelling some great evil from my body.
Then it hit me. I remembered watching a short documentary of the assassins of the dark web, maybe I could do that.
I ran to my computer opening a new incognito tab, going through all the steps until I reached that oh so infamous wiki page. I read through the options. Cannibalism, fake identities and stolen credit cards, A class drugs. All the most illegal things in the world, all in one fucked up site. Finally my eye catches on the site I'm looking for. Assassinations.
The site was dark, not only in looks but aura. "Anyone who's details are entered in this site will die within a year." The site read; I guess you couldn't plan the date. How many people like me had done this before? Was I alone in this? Will it even work?
So many questions raced through my head as I entered my details. I confirmed and payed. And it was done. Almost too easy.
"A scam, I bet it's a scam and I've just payed 10k for fucking nothing. There go all my savings. But what else have I got to lose?" I mumbled to myself drunkenly as I took another swig of my drink, closing all the tabs and turning off my laptop. "A year," I mumbled to myself again as I clambered into bed, "I guess a year is good."
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Okay so this is just a short chapter to give some context. The chapters will get longer and better as the story goes on. Thanks for reading though!
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Sniper
RomanceWhen Tom finally hits rock bottom, he decides he doesn't want to suffer anymore . But he can't do it himself, so he hires an assassin to kill him within a year. Little does he know before his year is up he meets a certain Norwegian stranger who chan...
